Septa - Means, Motive, and Opportunity | Текст песни

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• Means, Motive, and Opportunity

Like a caged rat I’m prisoner
In a smoked room with no oxygen
I am trapped

You keep asking things I don’t know about
Telling me the names I never heard before
I don’t know

There’s must be a mistake I’m telling you
I’m not the one you’re looking for
I’ve been framed

You gotta let me go I’m begging you
There is somewhere else I need to be
They won’t wait

I'll tell you everything I know
I know
But please don't ask me for my name
My name

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